A Steep Climb

Good morning Cache Valley!

Alright, so this past Saturday, we got up and ready by 6 AM...which is quite a feat in an of itself. Ian and I met up with Jaron and went to Deep Canyon in the Wellsvilles so we could hike to the peak. It was a really fun adventure, and a really sore and painful adventure. The beginning was super neat because the forest and vines reminded us of the East Coast, definitely not Cache Valley. We finally made it to the saddle, and I hid behind a rock to rest, hide from the wind and eat some red vines (best hiking food everrrr).

view from the ridge

view from the ridge

We then hiked across mountain ridges, ended up on the wrong trail and scaled the mountainside to the top of the ridge again, and continued hiking. I swear we hiked across like 4 mountains on the top. Then we made our final, and steep ascent to the peak, where we ate lunch and watched the clouds. It was amazing to see all of Cache Valley and all the way to the Great Salt Lake!

PEAK!

This is when Ian reminded me I'm married to a bum forever. He got a haircut afterwards.

bro's.

Hiking down is normally easier for me, but because it was so steep, it killed my legs and knees. Jaron is Army strong and didn't seem to struggle, but even Ian showed some weakness (although not as much as me) on the way down. It was definitely an unforgettable hike!

P.S. I start my internship tomorrow and couldn't be more excited/nervous/every other emotion out there. Hopefully it goes well.

A Betta Pfish

Once upon a time, Ian and I went on a date on a Friday evening. We first went to Winger's, which we found to be overpriced and their wings not as delicious as we had hoped. We were planning on going to the County Fair (because Cache Valley has that sort of thing) but it started raining...so we ran errands. We bought a tent FINALLY. And then, we went to Petsmart. If you don't know us very well, you don't know that we are dying to get a puppy, but went the cheap way with housing and live in a no pet apartment. Rats. So we decided to get a betta. We looked at different kinds and found the perfect one. We named him Pfish (silent P) and Ian says "Quiet down, fish" allllll the time. We love him mucho and we love feeding him because that's pretty much all the interaction we have with him. Silly Pfish.

Pfish and his fun home. We like that he has just a little green on him.

A Chicken Sandwich and a Hershey's Kiss

I am not publishing this to start an argument or to make people angry. I am merely saying what I have wanted to say for the past two weeks but haven't been able to. Friday was my last day at Chik-fil-a and I am now able to say what I please.

To those who have come to Chik-fil-a in the past few days, thanks. We really do appreciate your business and have had record-breaking days thanks to all the media.

Now, this is my view on the matter, not the view of Chik-fil-a or anyone else. This is my personal blog that I am sharing my personal opinions on.

Being at work the past few weeks with Dan Cathy's statements becoming more popular has been the hardest thing ever. People come by saying how much they appreciate companies supporting family values, which is nice. People come by saying they love the freedom of speech.

But here's the thing. First of all, coming to a fast food restaurant to support "family values" because the CEO of a company publicized his personal viewpoints is not doing anything. Dan Cathy's views are not the same views of every single franchise.

What exactly are family values? I think they are honesty, respect, trust, dependability, and other such traits that make a family unit successful and happy. What people are really saying when they say they support "family values" is that they support traditional marriage. So, you can imagine the people who support traditional marriage are conservatives and Christians. I am a supporter of a traditional marriage, obviously, because I am happily married with the greatest husband ever. HOWEVER, I do not discriminate  or offer a no-tolerance policy towards those who choose to stray from such traditional views.

Why do I feel this way? People do what they want, how they want. It doesn't really matter if you think it is right or wrong, because it doesn't affect you. If someone is smoking next to you or you know they are a smoker, you don't ignore them and rally against them. Same thing goes for those who are gay and lesbians. They are people, and in fact, some of the most caring and funny people I know. They make their own choices. And those choices affect themselves and not those around them. If you are Christian, try to exhibit some Christlike love to everyone, and not to just those who you think deserve it.

I'm sorry if this sounds harsh, but it is so hard to see lines and lines of people support family values, which is great, but in doing so, openly discriminate against a great group of people.

Okay, I'm done. Ranting is not the greatest thing for me, and I'm done with Chikfila and all the nonsense that is associated with it as of lately. It was great on my last day, Friday, when we handed out hershey kisses to everyone. My boss was the best and is so loving and understanding towards everyone. She took a rough situation and made people smile. Even though I only worked there 6 months, I made great friends and even had some good times.